A poem wishing parents happiness.

1. Poems about parents' happiness

Poems about parents' well-being: 1. A poem praying for my father's early recovery.

Mourn for my parents and give birth to me. The Book of Songs

What's wrong with having no father? What's wrong with not having a mother? The Book of Songs

A father's virtue is a son's legacy. Strict words

Parents are highly respected; Give children a good education. Motto couplets

Don't be happy with children, and don't sigh without children. Han Yu

Everyone knows that it is good to have boys and girls, but they don't know that men and women will make people old. Wang Jian

All parents in the world; The rarest person in the world, brother. Motto Lian Bi

Being a parent is the best in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world. Motto Lian Bi

My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me, caressed me, nurtured me, nurtured me,

Take care of me and answer me. The Book of Songs

Father is not kind, son is not filial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; Husband is unfair.

This woman is not smooth. Yan Zhitui [Southern and Northern Dynasties]

There are no virtuous fathers and brothers in life, no strict teachers and friends outside, and few people can succeed. [Song] Lv Gongzhu

Parents do whatever they want, and I will continue to describe it; I cherish the thoughts of those parents. Motto Lian Bi

Lu You's Watching Village Children Play on the Stream

After the rain, the stream leveled the bank and watched the children in the village play late. Bamboo and horses galloped away, and paper kites roared with the wind.

In the third winter, I learned from Confucian scholars temporarily, and thousands of lotus roots were also cultivated from elders. Literacy is roughly equivalent to paying tribute, and you don't need to work hard for fame.

Leisure Thought in Beiguo

There is grass in front of the mountain and behind it. You cover the door when you go out all day. Every time I think of the flesh and blood beside me, I come to see the savage's children.

I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland. Julian Waghann Beiding Central Plains Day, don't forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifice! Show it to your son.

Sacrifice to one's father

1 3, the fifth anniversary of Chen Geng's father's death, he held a memorial ceremony at home, feeling in his arms, so he wrote:

The incense column is clear and the heart is sad; Cigarettes are around, and it's hard to say. People have been going to Xi for five years; My mind is like a thousand years. Fang Sizhi, it is difficult to ban; I thought about it at first, but I didn't want to cry. Shout, don't listen; Cry, but don't listen Recalling the past, I once stepped on the moon shadow; When I thought about it, it was dawn. Stepping on the moon, Tian He is already Mu Juanjuan; It is dawn, and the skirt is still covered with frost. Used to hard work, busy all day; Simple and honest, life is safe and rare. Sorry, I have never left the countryside in my life; Alas, it's hard to break down from overwork. In the moonlight, the family talked and laughed; When you are alive, you often teach and never forget. The most unforgettable thing is the groan of the stomach in the hospital bed; What a pity! My brother died after a sleep. Since then, I have been different, whispering; Heaven and earth are dim, and we meet in our dreams. Alas, it hurts, and a little tear sinks into the river. Sadly, voice calls spread over nine days.

Let the wheel of time rest on the thin body.

Run over back and forth

Let the burden of life fall on the scarred shoulders.

Hold on tight

You have no regrets.

As always, walking on the bumpy road.

Silent and persistent

Your son is the hope of your life.

It's your inner support.

Countless tragic days

You gave it to your son.

Silent teaching theory

You are persistent forever.

For my son.

Open up the road of life

Ah, father

You released your son.

Sail of hope

And you, that's it.

2. Ancient poems wish elders well-being.

Chapter One: "Birthday Poems"

The crane is a thousand years old, the pine is a thousand years old, and the spring is a thousand years old.

Lu Zisan's cloud protection in Cao Xiu is as loose as nine.

There are people in the room, such as pines and cypresses, who are always new.

People sing about longevity and rarity.

Since ancient times, it is rare to respect life. From now on, it will be a happy year.

Seventy years of spring is not easy, and how much hard work is sweet.

Once you cross the sea, you also rely on helping the sages at home.

I have been studying new ink with great concentration these days, and I am more interested in old poems.

Now, I hope to dance in the court. I believe life is 200 years.

There is a pine tree on the steep bank of Jinsha, eager to cultivate ancestors.

When peaches and plums are in full bloom, they are lonely, and when there is frost and snow, they compete for green onions.

Roots love sunny spring rain more, and leaves still pity the breeze in Cuigu.

Teachers are admirable, rare and worthy of rejuvenation.

Nanshan strolls, and now the country of the staff is facing the staff.

The poetry garden praises the harvest of veterans, and the political show leads the way.

In Chun Xue, a hug was expressed, and the bright moon and clear spring still mean something.

You have moved into the future, and I have come to bless Flat Peach.

Seventy years of spring is not easy, and how much hard work is sweet.

Once you cross the sea, you also rely on helping the sages at home.

I have been studying new ink with great concentration these days, and I am more interested in old poems.

Now, I hope to dance in the court. I believe life is 200 years.

There is a pine tree on the steep bank of Jinsha, eager to cultivate ancestors.

When peaches and plums are in full bloom, they are lonely, and when there is frost and snow, they compete for green onions.

Roots love sunny spring rain more, and leaves still pity the breeze in Cuigu.

Teachers are admirable, rare and worthy of rejuvenation.

There is a pine tree on the steep bank of Jinsha, eager to cultivate ancestors.

When peaches and plums are in full bloom, they are lonely, and when there is frost and snow, they compete for green onions.

Roots love sunny spring rain more, and leaves still pity the breeze in Cuigu.

Teachers are admirable, rare and worthy of rejuvenation. Old people's birthday poems.

Nanshan strolls, and now the country of the staff is facing the staff.

The poetry garden praises the harvest of veterans, and the political show leads the way.

In Chun Xue, a hug was expressed, and the bright moon and clear spring still mean something.

3. Wish Mom and Dad good health with poems.

What a big b! He squeezed in and went out laughing. No one knows it's litchi, and they don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain. He only knows how to shoot a big eagle with a bow and talk about juvenile madness. On that green spring day, he woke up when I came home, but now these boys and girls are in a row (this is too powerful ...) a flower rhapsody in July, and I killed it after it opened! If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, they don't know where to find the iron shoes, but this person is worth thousands of dollars in the dim light, and he never knows that this matter should be put into practice.

But when the Dragon City flies in, the makeup of the Sixth Palace fades into nothingness (the general is amazing ...), the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the waves of a big river are wide and small, so I can say that I am a male and a female who want to fly in heaven, and two birds fly with one wing. Disaster strikes, flying for ten years, sharing life and death. I don't regret the neutron being bitten by a snake. Birds are singing everywhere around me, imagining that Gong Jin is the same year, and Xiao Qiao is married and will never have an honest face. How beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement, a thousand footpaths without footprints (imposing manner! ! ! ) Young children are old in rivers and lakes, and white-haired people send black-haired people.

(Very emotional) As soon as my parents heard that my daughter was coming, they helped themselves up and went to Qingchi. As soon as Sister A heard that Sister Mei was coming, she hung up the Southeast Branch.

I heard my sister coming, and her voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered. (This ..................................................................................................................................................) and the emperor, from then on, gave up his early hearing, this Jiujiang official. My blue sleeves are wet, and an almond has gone over the wall. Do you understand? Ah ... the story that Jiangzhou Sima and Xuancheng Taishou are going to tell ... = =)-There is no end to learning, and turning back is the shore.

Why is this so smooth? )-Cheche, Ma Xiaoxiao, spared no expense to acquire nod. The wind is roaring, the horse is barking, the lotus is crying, and Lan Xiang is laughing.

-the sky is wild, and a pear tree overwhelms Haitang. (Who is this? .. this is evil), sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory, and the pear tree beats Haitang.

-The moon comes first near the water tower, and a pear tree overwhelms Haitang. On this day last year, a pear tree overwhelmed Haitang.

But when she thanked him, her eyes shone with love. Your majesty, pear trees are better than begonia. On the third night of September, a poor pear tree crushed Haitang-ten years of life and death, two trees crushed Haitang-two orioles sang, a willow tree crushed Haitang-drunk lying on the sand, Jun Xiao Mo, a pear tree crushed Haitang-Yuanyang quilt, a cloud bed, a pear tree crushed Haitang.

(Well, don't press it. Begonia is so innocent)-Once in the Jianghu, I fought several times in ancient times.

The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower. This mashup is good and the central idea is outstanding. The east wind can't be draped over the king's arms unless he is with Zhou Lang. My road is covered with petals. I swept it for no one else, and heroes cried on their coats from now on.

(This sentence is like a shocking shot, the collective chicken blood of all solitaire. My husband and I unbuttoned our shirts, and on a spring night, the warm hibiscus curtain sheltered us from the wind and rain.

(Burying his face.

)-Li Bai will go by boat, Emperor, and from then on, he gave up his early hearing-a silver vase suddenly broke a stream of water, Emperor, and from then on, he gave up his early hearing (...)-Pan Yu delicacies are worth ten thousand yuan, and the Emperor gave up his early hearing (.

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—— Left attracts yellow, right attracts pale, emperor, from now on, abandon early listening (~ ~) —— How deep is the courtyard, emperor, from now on, abandon early listening (lost.

)-but the dragon flew in, and the emperor abandoned him from now on (at the beginning of evil). Do you know that Xuancheng Prefecture killed one person in ten steps? Ten steps to kill one person, although the country has broken mountains and rivers-so brave, the world is invincible swordsman, killing everyone in the world. Ten steps to kill one person, bring my shadow, let the three of us, ten steps to kill one person, sink again, I suddenly remembered home.

-ten steps to kill one person is not too cold-blooded, so I walked into Hu Ji's restaurant with a smile-buddy ... Now, close to my village, I met someone, killed one person with ten steps, sat up critically, smiled and asked the guests where they came from (cow ...), sat up critically, and came to the female wall at night (more cow ...)-Blowing jade pipes before flowers, the scenery * *. (Liu Jia's adult, Du Fu's adult, will you two cry when you know this? )-under the east fence of picking chrysanthemums, the soul will not leave.

Tao Yuanming: I am living in seclusion. What do you want to do when you take me out? Falling in love is not heartless. My thatched door has been closed, but now it is open for you. I see nothing. ) I prefer the snow thousands of miles away from Minshan, and the spring tide brings a late shower. (I didn't see//.

. I'm ashamed to say it, I'm ashamed to say it. This is a good autumn without conscience. (Poof ``````` tiny WS dripped on my face ``) JQ event finally has a summary. I'm talking about juvenile madness, and a pear tree overwhelms Haitang.

The golden stems of the Han emperor are straight outside the clouds, and the clouds and rain are heartbroken. Flying from a height of 3,000 feet warmed and smoothed her creamy skin.

But the nights in spring are short, and the sun rises too fast. My blue sleeves are wet. No, who took this?

Too YD) Multi-angle love story: Li Bai: Spring Festival Evening is worth a thousand dollars, not as good as Wang Lun's love! Flying general: Li Bai will want to go by boat, and the emperor, from then on, gave up his early hearing! King: But let the Dragon City fly, and the powder and paint in the Sixth Palace will fade into nothingness! Alas, this is destined to be a tragedy of love ... sometimes in the middle of the night, she will dream of her victory, and only those who dream of idleness will not dream of your husband's "mistress" Wang Lunjun. A night in spring is worth a thousand dollars, not as much as that in Wang Lun. (Wang Lun tears: I don't know you, Taishou. Officials can't talk nonsense. )-two orioles sing green willows, and one apricot comes out of the wall.

The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the red apricots come out of the wall? -When will the apricot be returned? Does Xuancheng House know? (Beat the wall! ! )-the wind is rustling and the water is cold, and the apricot does not return. * Peach Blossom Beach is deep. Ancient people in thousands of feet didn't need paper for defecation. * Merchants don't know that they hate singing nunchakus across the river. * I will make every effort to say goodbye. * I will be as beautiful as a mountain. Life is like a dream.

* The wind blows, Yunfei loves Adi King all his life * I left gently as I came gently * I shook my sack and didn't take a cabbage * I touched the stove with my left hand, and there was a pot on the stove. There was water in the pot, and the water was poisonous * I hate that the village girl couldn't find a place, but I don't know how to turn around * Stallone went to Huayin County at night, punching Edison Chen * Meng Jiangnv and crying down the Great Wall, and the white snake was full of water. * Zeng Gezuo. Awkward.

When is the honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time/honeymoon time. * The Yellow River kills itself in the mountains and flows into the sea during the day * Asking what the world is like makes people want to vomit when they eat it.

* Catch the thief first, then curse the mother. * All shall be well that ends well for the rich, and all shall be well for the lovers * And this endless sorrow is endless, which is better than B * Czechoslovakia, also known as Jack Slow Fuck* can be mean, very mean, and even a gentleman can be mean. * Flying down thousands of feet, it is suspected that there is no paper in the stool * sentient beings are old, and people who are sentient will die early * sentient beings are old.

4. Wish Mom and Dad good health with poems.

However, the Dragon City flew in, and the six palaces faded (the general was stunning ...) The wind was rustling and the water was cold, and a big river was wide and narrow, leaving home. I can tell you that I am a man and a woman who want to fly in heaven. Two birds are one. When I am in trouble, I will fly for ten years. I don't regret that Neutron was bitten by a snake on my wall (...). Birds are singing everywhere around me, imagining Gong Jin's sincere face when he married Xiao Qiao for the first time. How beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement, a thousand footpaths without footprints (imposing manner! ! ! ) Young children are old in rivers and lakes, and white-haired people send black-haired people.

Why is this so smooth? )-Cheche, Ma Xiaoxiao, spared no expense to acquire nod. The wind is roaring, the horse is barking, the lotus is crying, and Lan Xiang is laughing.

-the sky is wild, and a pear tree overwhelms Haitang. (Who is this? .. this is evil), sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory, and the pear tree beats Haitang.

-The moon comes first near the water tower, and a pear tree overwhelms Haitang. On this day last year, a pear tree overwhelmed Haitang.

(Well, don't press it. Begonia is so innocent)-Once in the Jianghu, I fought several times in ancient times.

(Burying his face.

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—— Left attracts yellow, right attracts pale, emperor, from now on, abandon early listening (~ ~) —— How deep is the courtyard, emperor, from now on, abandon early listening (lost.

The golden stems of the Han emperor are straight outside the clouds, and the clouds and rain are heartbroken. Flying from a height of 3,000 feet warmed and smoothed her creamy skin.

But the nights in spring are short, and the sun rises too fast. My blue sleeves are wet. No, who took this?

5. Be grateful for your parents' poems

As a son, I didn't understand fatherly love since I was a child, and I always felt that I didn't enjoy it. My father is old and has a cold and stubborn temper all his life. I'm afraid of him until now.

Father is always cold, but he deeply buries his love for his children in his heart.

I remember learning such a text in primary school.

As the saying goes, "the tree wants to be quiet, but the son wants to raise it, but he doesn't want to stay close." When we leave home because of study, later because of work, or because of getting married and having children, we forget that our parents are getting older every year.

There seems to be endless things in life. Push and push, and the time to support your parents will pass. Who can really feel the sadness of Qiu Wuzi? Teenagers leave home, come back when they are old, and never see their parents again as soon as they step into the house! What a pity to miss the opportunity to support your parents. How can I get it back after my death?

There is a saying in the Analects of Confucius: "The age of parents is indispensable." As parents get older, there will be more and more inconveniences in life. At this time, it is time for us to take care of them. I remember a lady who seldom went home because of her long marriage. Once when she came home, she found her old mother limping. At first glance, I knew that my mother was old and bent down to cut her toenails, which caused her toenails to grow too long and embedded in the meat, bleeding and purulent. The daughter couldn't help crying when she saw her mother's injured foot. How much her mother needs her care! So from then on, she will come back to see her mother once a week, soak her feet and cut her toenails.

When we were young, we needed the care of our parents to grow up. But when parents are old and need our care, can we stay with them, help them dress, cover them with quilts, cut their nails and take them for a walk, just as they do when they take care of us? ...

Time flies. Don't wait while we still have a chance to be filial. Qiu Wuzi's regret warns us that filial piety can't wait!

Father is always cold, but he deeply buries his love for his children in his heart.

I hope my father is healthy and healthy, and my father is still alive. That is my son's blessing!

Everything in the world has a cause and effect. As the saying goes, as you sow, you reap.

Sooner or later, my son will become a father, and he has already become a father. Only when a son is filial to his father can he set an example for his son and enjoy filial piety when he is old. People should not think that among sisters, doing more for their parents is a loss, but actually a great advantage. Do not believe you, those unfilial sons always have a good end! You are filial to your father, and your son will be filial to you in the future! This is the real karma!

May all sons in the world be dutiful sons, and may all fathers have a sense of security and happiness!

6. Poems about Mother's Day

First, "The Wandering Son"

Author: Meng Jiao in Tang Dynasty

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

A loving mother makes clothes for her long-distance son with a needle and thread in her hand. Before leaving, he sewed a needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a child's filial piety as weak as grass can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze?

Second, the Tenth Five-Year Plan is also called the "General Mother".

Author: Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty

Put mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade.

When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.

I came to Hangou (Jiangsu) with my mother, but my home is still in Baimao (Dangtu, Maanshan). Mother heard cuckoo's cry on a full moon night and thought of her son who had run away from home. North and South are separated by Wan Li, but they have affection for her.

Third, "West Mother's Grave"

Author: Tang Chen Qu Bing

The sun on the top of the mountain is dim, and few birds stay alone at dusk.

The forest was empty, but Ding Ning told me to go home early.

Gaogaishan (located in flagpole village, Dayang Town, Yongtai County, Fuzhou City) is reflected in the afterglow of sunset, and I stand alone in the forest at dusk. Only a few birds return to their nests. A few drops of white wine were sacrificed at the mother's grave, and tears could not stop flowing down. I can't hear my mother's exhortation anymore: the sound of going home early.

A traveler's song

-Meng Jiao.

The thread in the loving mother's hand,

Make clothes for her wayward son.

She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,

Afraid that the delay would make him come home late.

But how much love does an inch of grass have,

Get three chunhui!

Father's book is empty, but the bus still lingers. -Shi Qisheng's "Writing Huai"

No matter how many tears I've been crying, I've been dyeing my hands and mending my clothes-Peng Gui's I'm very happy that my younger brother came to the capital.

There are several versions of Xiao Jing. I've only had one and a half, and too much won't look good.

Song of exhorting filial piety

-(Ming Dynasty) Zhu Bailu

Confucius wrote the Book of Filial Piety, which belongs to virtue.

Parents work hard, especially mothers.

The baby is underage and was pregnant with his mother's stomach in 10.

Longing for mother's blood, longing for mother's meat.

The baby will be born and the mother will be in prison.

I'm afraid I'll become a ghost after giving birth.

Once the children meet, the mother will be happy to continue.

If love is a treasure, it is diligence in bowing day and night.

The mother lies on the wet mat and the child sleeps on the dry bedding.

The child was sleeping soundly, but the mother was afraid to stretch.

A dirty child doesn't stink too much, and a sick child is willing to make amends.

Children should be able to walk and behave in a worrying way.

Breast-feeding for three years consumes thousands of feet.

Children should be able to eat and drink, save their mouths and postures.

I've tried. I'm fifteen or sixteen.

Wisdom fears fatigue, but stupidity worries.

Well, praise first, then educate.

Before the child came back, he leaned against the door and followed the candle.

Children walk Wan Li Road, but their hearts walk Wan Li Road.

Filial piety is a matter of course, and unfilial is not as good as poultry.

Song of exhorting filial piety

There are unfilial sons in the world Regardless of the kindness of parents, why not plant dead trees?

A hundred skeletons are not adults, and they live in their mother's abdomen in October. Longing for mother's blood, longing for mother's meat.

Children will be born and mothers will be killed. Father is sad for mother, and mother cries for father.

I'm afraid I'll become a ghost after giving birth. Have a baby, and your life will be happy again.

Born a loving mother, she cares day and night. The child was sleeping soundly, but the mother was afraid to stretch.

The mother sleeps on the wet kang mat and the child sleeps on the dry bedding. I stink all over and have no time to take a shower.

Neither the horizontal hairpin nor the inverted crown can be said to be the lower method. After breastfeeding for three years, thousands of people sweat like rain.

Walking is worried about pits and wells, walking is afraid of subversion. I am in a hurry to seek medical treatment because of my illness and acne.

If you are in danger, you will cry more sadly. Worship Buddha is more about asking God, making wishes and praying.

As long as the child is safe, I will not hesitate to spend money. Once I am born again, I am happy to be an eye.

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